Reverse the World with Martial Arts from a Crap to a Master

Just as he was thinking, Chu Nan's foot entered the door.

At the same moment, the bodies of sister hong and his brother burst without warning.

Ling Yanlan let out a light sigh and, without thinking about anything, stepped in.

Chu Nan was also very satisfied with the images just now. "Power compression can work on itself, so naturally it can attack others. I can withstand that compression, but others may not be able to withstand it!"

"The greater the power, the more obvious the effect, and the more powerful it is." Chu Nan thought to himself, "The meridians on the second level of the Cangshan have been calculated. It's time to start preparing for the replenishing and open the 16th meridian. I don't know how high the power will reach. What level will the power be after the birth of the Cangshan? I'm really looking forward to it."

The palace of bliss is surrounded by mountains, pavilions, bridges, and streams. The entire Paradise Palace gives people a feeling of spring all year round. All kinds of flowers are blooming in clusters. The wind is full of the scent of flowers and grass. This smell makes people feel like they are floating on air. Without knowing it, the blood is stirred up by that smell and has the impulse to do something.

On those carved railings and jade blocks, there were not the usual drawings of dragons and phoenixes, or landscape patterns, but only one after another, a woman's pattern that wanted to cover up and reveal, a myriad of amorous feelings, to captivate the soul, and it was transparent. Many attractive parts were exposed, either flirting, or flirting, or seducing, or looking back. Anyway, those patterns were definitely beyond imagination.

Not only are there women, but there are also men and women together. There are all kinds of positions, revealing.

Ling Yanlan walked in, looked up and saw the picture that made her blush, and quickly turned to another place. Who knew, the other place was bolder than the previous one, more unrestrained in the shape, more embarrassing...

Ling Yanlan wanted to make a hole in all directions, but she had to follow childe and look at childe secretly. When she saw that Chu Nan had no expression on his face, she could not help but mutter, "Hmph, they are all a bunch of stinking men!"

The more you walk into the Paradise Palace, the more tempting the atmosphere becomes. The beauty pattern on the wall and the love of fish and water pattern are even hotter and more fashionable...

Ling Yanlan's face was getting redder and redder, and she felt that something was wrong all over her body. This feeling was very mysterious. It was getting hotter and hotter. It was like there were hundreds of insects crawling in her body. It was like an impulse. It was like an impulse to vent. It was like a tidal wave. Her eyes could not help but look at childe uncontrollably.

Chu Nan's face, although ancient well without waves, but his heart, is far from so calm. After all, Chu Nan is less than twenty this year, and he is just the age of vitality. It would be abnormal to see these paintings that even the eunuch had an impulse to look at, but no reaction.

As soon as Chu Nan walked in, the 80-meter Divine Thoughts swept through the images, mixed with a strong and attractive atmosphere, and all of them entered Chu Nan's mind!

At this moment, Chu Nan's blood was also boiling violently, tumbling up and down, and that** went straight into his heart, Divine Thoughts, and could not wait to find a woman immediately, press on the wall's lovey-dovey pattern, and try those positions one by one!

The higher the fever, the stronger the desire.

Just when Chu Nan wanted to use the replenishing to suppress this**, he gave up and just walked forward step by step. He did not take back the Divine Thoughts, but let the replenishing continue to look at a picture of intrigue.

Ling Yanlan's breath was getting heavier and heavier. Chu Nan stopped and Ling Yanlan bumped into him. A masculine smell crept into his nose. Ling yanlan couldn't help but reach out her hands and wrap them around Chu Nan's neck...

At this moment, chu nan opened his mouth and said coldly, "If you can't even resist this, you can't even control it. How can you be 800 years old?"

Ling Yanlan's hand, which had reached out into the void, immediately stopped. The rosy color on his face turned into shame. Ling Yanlan secretly hated himself."

Thinking about it, he called out, "Childe, I..."

Chu Nan stepped forward again, but his voice did not stop. He continued to say, "Cultivation is called cultivation not only because you practice according to the Martial Sutra and martial arts, but also because you practice not only kung fu, but also because you practice your character, will, courage, and so on. You can cultivate at any time and anywhere. For example, now, your enemy is not these strong smells. It's not those horrible patterns. You can destroy the breath, you can destroy the patterns, but can you guarantee that if you destroy them, you won't think about it again? Therefore, your enemy is only yourself, your own**. If you can't defeat your**, then you can only be controlled by** and become a* slave."

A long speech, like a stick in the head, struck Ling Yanlan's heart. Ling Yanlan looked at childe's background, clear, and full of worship. Chu Nan was still saying, "Everyone has a**, everyone must have a**, and no desire can't be strong. But you have to be able to control the*, sometimes you have to have it; for example, if you want to live a thousand years, for example, if you want to be number one in the world. People, for example, you want to have an artifact, or you want to live an ordinary life, live a life without competition, etc., and sometimes, you have to cut off the**, for example - now -"

After Chu Nan finished speaking, it was as quiet as the two of them, only the sound of light and heavy footsteps. When they reached the seventh step, Ling Yanlan said, "Thank you childe. Yanlan has been taught. Yanlan will remember childe's teachings."

Hearing Ling Yanlan call himself "Yan lan," Chu Nan understood that Ling Yanlan had accepted the identity of the servant girl from the bottom of his heart, and added, "This is a good opportunity to cultivate. Take good advantage of it."

In fact, Chu Nan, who was making sense, did not know that he had also acted as a trigger. Since Ling Yanlan met him, what Chu Nan had shown had made Ling Yanlan feel strange. Before entering the Paradise Palace, he had also used his strength to separate people.

Women always worship the strong.

Ling Yanlan worshipped childe, and as Chu Nan shocked him time and time again, Ling Yanlan's worship became more and more profound, so in the palace of bliss, Ling Yanlan was so distracted that he lost his composure.

If it were someone else, who was incredibly ugly and a soft-footed shrimp, Ling Yanlan would certainly disdain it, and the** would naturally not be so strong; however, neither of them seemed to have expected this.

Unlike Ling Yanlan's control, Chu Nan's temper was indulgent, just like the temper of the fire of extinction, the temper of the sharp sword, the temper of copper and iron, and so on. Chu Nan wanted to temper this infinite*, so that in the future, if he encountered these again, he could treat them with a normal heart, just like the flowers blooming in the yard, the clouds rolling in the sky.

From time to time, Paradise Palace disciples appeared on the road. When the Paradise Palace disciples saw Chu Nan and Ling Yanlan, they all reacted in the same way. First, they screamed and asked about their identities, where they came from, and why they came to the internet. Then, the men liked Ling Yanlan, and the women wanted to molest Chu Nan. They attacked together...

Of course, in the end, their fate was the same, all turned into a bloody rain, and their souls returned to the west.

More and more Paradise Palace disciples rushed out and surrounded Chu Nan and Ling Yanlan. Chu Nan directly regarded them as nothing. In the word "Bang," the people in the way were all out of their wits. Chu Nan continued to move forward calmly, while Ling Yanlan desperately controlled his**.